Consequences Pt. 18

"That's different, you were with me," Drums said still angry.

"I'm with you now," she pointed out.

"You were flirting with that guy!" Drums said feeling jealous.

Later in bed, Jen was on top of Drums, slowly riding him. He was still angry, but that didn't mean he didn't want sex (he was a man after all!).

"I'm sorry I flirted with him," Jen said as she slowly went up and down on his shaft. "I'm so used to Mike, he likes that."

"Most guys don't like that Jen," he scolded her.

"I know, I'm sorry, I won't do it again," she said. Trying to lighten the mood, she joked "I thought guys liked seeing camel toes."

"I do, but not when you're flirting with another guy," Drums said frowning at her.

"Okay, I said I'm sorry," she said leaning down and kissing him. "Let's not fight okay?" She grinned at him. "I got that way because of you, you know."

"Yeah?" he said, a smile finally breaking out on his face.

"My lips are all puffy because of you," Jen said.

"Mike doesn't do that to you huh?" Drums teased.

"We're not supposed to talk about him remember?" Jen said.

"I remember," Drums said, rolling Jen onto her back. He looked into her eyes as he continued to fuck her. "I want you to be mine as long as possible."

"I am yours Frankie," Jen said. Remembering his one year membership at the gym, she added, "For the next 3 and a half weeks."

"Are you really counting it down?" Drums said, part joking, part bitter.

"I just want you to be ready for it," Jen said. She caressed his face. "I like you Frankie. This time with you is helping me get ready for it too."

"Does it really have to end?" Drums said. "Can't we keep seeing each other on the side?"

"It has to end baby," Jen said. "If it helps any, you'll be my last boyfriend. We're going to stop playing after this."

Later they snuggled in bed. "Frankie, can I tell you something?" she said hesitantly. "I think you use too much drugs. Especially the coke. It's bad for you. You need to stop."

"Why's it matter?" he said being a martyr, knowing he had only a short time with her.

"You're really talented Frankie," Jen said encouragingly, rubbing his chest. "You're a great songwriter. Don't throw it away on drugs."

"I'm not good enough for you I guess," he said feeling sorry for himself. "Just tell me this. If we met first, do you think we might've worked?"

Jen heard pleading in his voice. She said gently, "Frankie baby, let's not go there okay?"

A long silence passed between them. Then Drums pulled her to him. They were on their sides and Jen put her leg over his. "I promise to pull out," he said, entering her without a condom. "I probably won't cum again anyway. I just want to be inside you."

Jen knew it was dangerous (she was definitely ovulating), but at that moment she couldn't deny him. They fucked like that for a long time, slow and tender, looking into the other's face, softly kissing, making love really.

"I'm trying really hard not to fall in love with you," Drums said looking into Jen's eyes as he slowly made love to her.

"Don't do that," Jen said.

"If we met first, do you think there's a chance you might've fallen in love with me?"

"Please Frankie ... I have to go back to Mike."

"You have to?" Drums said.

"I want to," Jen quickly corrected. "Stop trying to trick me Frankie."

"I just can't believe it," he lamented. "If I had just asked you out first ... who knows what would've happened."

Jen didn't answer. Instead she held and kissed him as they made love. She didn't cum. Fortunately neither did he, as Jen wasn't certain she had the will to make him pull out. He finally pulled out, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day Mike called Jen at her office. "How's it going?" he asked.

"It's hard," Jen said honestly, breaking out of her role of the ex-wife. "Frankie's dealing with the end."

"You're dealing with that too?" Mike asked.

"I guess," Jen said, remembering the emotion from last night. "Mike, I think I'm ready to stop playing the game. It's just too much."

"You want to stop now?"

"Not now," Jen said. "I can't do that to Frankie. But after, yeah, I'm ready."

"... I think I'm ready too," Mike admitted. "This separation thing is really hard. I don't like it."

"Are you okay?" Jen asked concerned.

"Yeah ..." Mike said. "Your text last night really helped. But not being emotionally connected to you ... it's really hard."

"We ARE emotionally connected baby, we're just playing a game," Jen assured him.

"I don't know, it doesn't feel that way," Mike said. "It feels like we're really separated."

Jen started to object, but then she remembered how she'd felt the same way earlier.

"I don't know Jen," Mike continued. "Maybe we should stop. I'm not sure I can make it 3 more weeks."

"We can't honey," Jen insisted gently. "It would really hurt Frankie."

"You're my wife Jen," Mike said, not likely his wife picking another man over him.

"It's just another 3 weeks," she said reading his mind. "Then we'll be together again. I've told Frankie when it's over it's over."

"... okay," Mike said after a few moments. Jen's assurance eased his anxieties. He chuckled. "I guess I can make it 3 more weeks."

"We can stop the separation role playing," Jen suggested.

"... no," Mike said after a moment. "I guess if we're going to do it, I want to experience it. Does that make sense?"

"No," Jen said with an incredulous laugh. "Yes. I don't know." After a moment she whispered "I'm ovulating right now."

"We talked about that," Mike said. "Spontaneity is okay."

"Mike how can you say that?" Jen said disbelievingly. "We've been separated less than a week and it's too much for you. How could you handle another man getting me pregnant?"

"I did though, before," Mike said softly, referring to when she was pregnant with Tom's baby. "Back then we were really connected. What's hard now is we're not."

Jen needed Mike to be crystal clear. "Do you want me to have Frankie's baby?" she asked. "Is that your third wish?"

Mike was silent for long moments. "I don't know Jen," he finally said. "I don't know if I have a third wish anymore."

~~ Week 7 ~~

Drums took Jen out almost every night, taking her to see local bands, get-togethers of his artsy friends, silly things like bowling. She had a lot of fun! Mike rarely took her to things like that. Mike was more of a homebody so they didn't often go out. When they did they went to more "serious" places like art galleries, trendy restaurants and off-Broadway plays. She liked those things too, but the lighthearted places Drums took her were a breath of fresh air and so much fun!

Drums also took Jen to a lot of hole-in-the-wall diners. He searched them out. He thought they had a lot of personality and were down to earth, and some of them had surprisingly creative menus. Jen liked going, most were family owned and really charming, and often the person waiting on you was the current owner of a long line of owners from the same family. That was really cool, and she always found something healthy and low cal to order. This so differed from the places Mike took her, the French bistros and sophisticated restaurants like Bar Americain, Daniels and Per Se. She knew Mike liked those fancy restaurants because he liked seeing her get all dolled up in designer dresses and high heels, but often dinner took hours! With Frankie she typically dressed casual in skinny jeans and tight tops, and dinner usually only took an hour and then they could do something fun.

They were having dinner in a fun and lively diner called The Spot. Drums had put coins in the old juke box and they were laughing and bopping along to the Beatles and Jerry Lee Lewis as they drank beers and munched on French fries.

They sat next to each other in a booth. The diner felt like a cheesy (yet charming) night club, the lights dark and a disco ball spinning around. Jen wore skinny jeans, a cross-over stretch top that ended just below her belly button and high heels.

They sat close so their legs touched. Drums had his arm around her, and he nuzzled her cheek and neck as he said silly things and made her laugh. Looking at them you'd have no doubt they were a couple, a guy with his girlfriend, in love even.

Drums leaned in and kissed Jen. It started as a laughing kiss but then it turned passionate and heated. Soon they were trading tongue. No one cared they were making out in the booth. It was that kind of place.

Drums moved his hand inside Jen's top as he continued to tongue her. He cupped her naked breast. Jen hadn't worn a bra. Frankie liked her braless.

Jen reached down and put her hand over this crotch. She stroked him over his pants as he kneaded her breast and thumbed her nipple. People were starting to turn and watch.

Jen heard someone call her name. She ignored the voice, continuing to make out and pet Frankie. She so wanted him! She wanted to go home and fuck all night long!

The voice called her name again. Suddenly Jen realized she recognized the voice. She pulled away from Frankie and looked at the voice.

"God Jen, it is you," the voice said shocked. It was her neighbors Alicia and Ella!

"Oh my god," Jen cried horrified. How long had they been watching? Jen pulled away from Frankie. He still had his hand inside her blouse! Jen pushed his hand away and fixed her blouse. She stammered "Alicia, Ella, I --."

"Jen," Alicia said still shocked. "Are you and Mike broken up?"

Jen hurried back to the Bronx apartment, dragging Frankie along beside her. He didn't understand why she was so upset. Tell a lie or something and then just move on.

Jen made Frankie wait in the living room while she went into the bedroom, closing the door. She needed space to talk to Mike.

Jen called Mike and told him what happened. "They were standing right next to us!" Jen lamented, almost frantic. "They saw everything!"

"It's okay honey, we don't care what our neighbors think," Mike said consolingly.

"It's not them I'm worried about!" Jen said frantically. "Alicia and Ella saw everything there's no hiding it now! What if it gets to my mom? What if it gets to your parents?"

THEY were the people Jen worried about the most. Her mom would shake her head but in the end not hold it against her daughter. But Mike's parents? She couldn't bear their disapproval. She couldn't imagine facing Mike's mom. God this was a disaster!

Mike knew what Jen was worried about. Every daughter-in-law wants the approval of her in-laws. He suggested "I'll talk to Jeremy and Noah." They were Alicia and Ella's husbands. "I'll tell them I fucked up and we're separated. We're dating other people, but trying to work it out. I'll ask them to keep it quiet because if our parents found out it'll make things a lot worse. They'll stay quiet honey. They'll talk among themselves but it won't get to our parents."

"God Mike ... tell them we're separated?" Jen said upset. This was making their "separation game" real!

"Couples go through touch patches all the time," Mike said reassuringly. "Noah and Ella almost divorced last year, remember? In a month this'll be over. They'll see us together and figure we worked it out."

"Okay," Jen finally reluctantly agreed. What other choice did they have? "Are you coming home this weekend?"

"No, I'm going to San Jose to work with Memphis data center people, to set up the data feeds," Mike said. "We're almost ready to go live, I think the Ring is going to work."

"That's so good Mike!" she said enthusiastically, his good news definitely lifting her spirits!

"Hey Jen?" he said. "Don't let Alicia and Ella get you down, okay? This might be the last we play the game. Let's enjoy it, okay?"

"God Mike," she said incredulously. They were going to tell their friends they were separated. Mike was turned on by this?!

"I know it's crazy," he admitted. He shook his head, not understanding it himself. "I guess if we have to do it anyway, I want to experience it."

"Okay, fine, then I'll hang up and go back to my boyfriend" Jen said sarcastically, feeling peeved.

"Wait," Mike said. "Before you go, can you tell me one sexy thing you've done with Drums?"

"I can tell you a lot of sexy things Mike," she said irritably. "But I won't." Then she abruptly hung up.

She was annoyed at Mike! He never stopped! This whole "real separation" thing turned him on! Can't he see how upset she was about it?

Her phone rang. She expected it was Mike calling back but it wasn't. That disappointed Jen, which irritated her more she was disappointed her shit husband wasn't calling her!

It was his brother Joe calling. Jen was too bothered to talk to Joe so she let it go to voice mail.

Drums knocked on the door. "Hey are you okay?" he asked poking his head in.

"Yeah," Jen said. He sat down on the bed and put his arms around her. She leaned into him. She needed ... something. She didn't know what.

She looked into her lover's eyes. At that moment she wanted Mike to be holding her. She needed her husband. But he wasn't there. Frankie was.

"Make love to me Frankie," she said pleadingly.

And he did.

Jen needed more clothes from the SoHo loft apartment. "I'm going over to get some things," she told Frankie on Saturday.

"Want company?" Drums offered. Jen thought a moment. With Frankie she'd be able to bring back more stuff. She didn't feel like being alone. And she didn't have to worry about being seen with Frankie, not with her and Mike "separated."

"I'd love company, let's go," Jen said.

She was relieved when they didn't run into any of their neighbors. Drums watched as she pulled clothes from her closet and dresser.

"Okay," she said getting the last things. "We can go."

Drums pulled her into his arms. "Why don't we stay tonight?" he suggested. The apartment was a lot spacious and nicer than the Bronx apartment.

The idea was tempting. Jen missed being at home. She didn't want to run into neighbors but they were already inside. "Okay," Jen said, giggling as she let Drums pull her onto the bed.

"Has Mike ever fucked you on the kitchen table?" he asked grinning.

"No!" Jen said with another giggle.

"We'll have to take care of that!" They both laughed.

Drums kissed Jen. Jen felt his hard cock poking her thigh. "How do you recover so fast?" she asked. They'd fucked right before coming to the SoHo loft apartment.

"I'm so into you babe," he told Jen kissing her again and running his hands over her body. He'd always been able to recover fast, but he WAS really into Jen. Not only was she beautiful and had a killer body, he still through of her as that unattainable girl he dreamed about in college.

Being a girl, Jen didn't have any recovery issues. She loved sex, and she loved his hard body and thick cock. She could take as much as he could give her, and she'd love every second!

They quickly undressed. Jen was ovulating so she made sure Frankie wore a condom. He mounted her, slowly pushing his thick cock inside her. She clenched her jaws at the penetration, but he was definitely getting inside her easier now.

Once he was balls deep, he stayed unmoving for a few moments as they kissed. He loved the feeling of being inside her.

Then he pushed her arms above her head. He saw the silk scarfs Mike had bought Jen in Paris. He used them to tie Jen's hands to the bed posts.

"Seriously?" Jen said with a laugh.

"Has any guy ever tied you up?" Drums said grinning.

"Not since college," Jen said. "My old boyfriend Colin."

"I guess Mike's not into this," Drums said. "You're too much his princess, he'd never tie you up."

"And that's a bad thing?" Jen said with a sarcastic laugh.

"I know you like it rough," Drums said taking a dig at Mike. His unspoken message was clear: "you like it rough and he doesn't do it for you."

Jen frowned. "I like it gentle sometimes," she insisted.

"I can do that too," Drums said taking a nipple into his mouth. Jen moaned and arched her back, and not being able to pull her arms down WAS a turn on.

Drums reached into his bag and pulled out 2 Ecstasy pills.

"It's not even noon," Jen said frowning.

"We're not going anyplace," he said with a shrug popping one of the pills into his mouth. He pressed the other pill against Jen's lips.

Why not? Frankie was right, they were staying home all day. Things were slow at work so she was taking a mental health day to be with Frankie. Why not play? She opened her lips and let Frankie press the pill into her mouth.

He fucked her slow, lightly running his fingertips from her wrists down to her shoulder, around her breasts, down her sexy flat stomach. He was so turning her on, and the Ecstasy was kicking in and making everything hotter! The fact she was tied up turned her on even more!

"I could do anything to you like this," Drums said. "I could tie up your legs. I could take off the condom and fuck you bareback. I could bring in my tattoo friend and get him to ink "This is Frankie's" above your pussy."

"Let's not" Jen said with a laugh, but his words turned her on. Not the things he said, but the idea of being under his control.

Drums saw the excitement in her face. "I can tell you love this," he said as he kissed her, slowly moving in and out. "You're a submissive slut, aren't you?" When she didn't say anything he roughly twisted her nipple. "Answer me bitch!" he growled.

Jen yelped at the pain. "Yeah, I love it," she admitted, pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts.

He began fucking her harder. "You love it slut don't you?" he yelled pinching both nipples as he slapped her!

"God yeah!" Jen screamed back, she loved it when he fucked her rough, when he called her nasty names!

Drums fucked Jen hard for 20 minutes. She screamed and begged him not to stop! "God fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a slut! God don't stop! I love it! I love fucking you!" She screamed as she came on his cock.

When Drums finally came they were gasping and covered in sweat. They giggled like giddy little kids. They were so enjoying being with each other! The drama of running into Alicia and Ella seemed like a distant memory.

Drums untied her wrists and she melted into his arms. "You are SOOO freaking incredible!" she gushed running her hand along his muscular chest. "No one's ever fucked me like you!"

They snuggled for a while. "Want something to drink?" Jen asked him.

"Yeah, I'll come with you," Drums said.

They got out of bed, walking naked out into the family room. They were laughing and bumping into each other as they walked the short distance to the kitchen, the lovers clearly into each other.

Then Jen stopped in her tracks. Joe – Mike's brother – was sitting on the sofa. He was looking at them. Looking at Jen, her naked just fucked body.

"Oh god!" Jen said horrified, covering herself with her hands. She ran back into the bedroom pulling Drums with her.

"Who is that?" Drums said.

"Oh god oh god!" Jen said sitting on the bed with her knees up, her head in her hands. "Oh god!"

"Who is that?" Drums repeated, peeved.

"It's Joe, Mike's brother," Jen said. It came out like a groan.

"What's he doing here?" he asked annoyed.

"I don't know," Jen said.

Jen knew she had to talk to Joe. "Stay here, okay?" she said putting on her big fluffy cotton robe.

Joe was in the process of leaving. Jen noticed he had 2 big suitcases. "Joe wait," she said.

"God Jen I'm sorry," Joe said pulling the suitcases to the door. "I called your work, they said you and Mike were in London."

"Joe, please sit down," Jen said pulling the suitcases from his hands. They sat. "I'm sorry you saw that," Jen said. "How long have you been here?"

The embarrassed look on Joe's face told Jen he'd been there awhile. He'd heard a lot of her screaming. "Sorry, I thought it was you and Mike," he said embarrassed. What he didn't say was, he'd beat off listening to his sexy sister-in-law in the throes of passion. "Who is that guy?"